Baby, oh baby, tell the man at the ticket standThat you've changed your mindWell, let me run on out and tell the cab to keep his meter flying'Cause if you say goodbye to me babe you're gonna break my mind

Baby, oh baby, well, let me take your suitcase off of that scale in timeJust tell the man that you suddenly developed a thing about high flying'Cause if you say goodbye to me you know you're gonna break my mindWell, if you leave you're gonna leave a babbling fool behind.